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Those that failed, IF they were ever seen again; many were simply turned away as \"not worth her time\" and others would show up again a long long LONG time later.. their sexual spirits utterly crushed, and they simply became too \"Vanilla\" to be worth mentioning.\n\n.. tho there was also rumors that a handful had failed so badly to please her, that those didn't come back at all.\n\nThomas was intent on meeting this strangely erotic female, for she had a reputation of being both extremely hard to please, but also, to those who DID please her, the erotic thrills, sexual nights and days and particularly the orgasms, were so devastating that those few who did make the cut, were only RARELY seen, and when they were, they NEVER talked about pleasuring their mistress. Not out of any sort of fear of disobedience or some such, but again, according to rumor.. it was more of \" what she gives me / us, we never share and that makes it \"all ours\". Thomas wanted a taste.. and he was intent on getting it. It took him a bit of a while to find enough leads to figure out both how to contact her and see if she would at least give him a chance; It turns out that getting a chance to meet and see her wasn't the hard part. Making it obvious to her personal satisfaction, that you were worth her time \"Was\". \n\nIt took him a bit of a while to eventually find out where she lived, and once he knew that, the softly lusting hoss boi paid her a visit early one morning. As he padded up to her door, he failed to notice that her home was slightly outside the main city limits.. it was one of the last stops only a couple of city busses went as the furthest out on those routes. It was a large home, walled and deceptively peaceful in its surroundings that marked its place somewhat off the beaten path. He had taken most of the early morning transferring and then getting up here, and it was a moderate distance ( perhaps a bit over a mile and a third) from the nearest bus stop till he was on the short length of road that lead to the front gates of her walled home. Finding a spot he sat on a convenient stone bench under a few likewise big trees, grateful for the shade, to rest a moment and catch his breath. He'd made sure he brought along with him in his pack, some fresh changes of clothes, a bit of simple lunch, and a few bottles of water he'd half frozen during the night and wrapped them in a pair of thick towels so he'd not get anything else wet in his pack BUT the towel layer since he knew by the weather, that it was going to be fairly warm today. He'd plotted out and printed a little map of how to get to her place from the last bus stop, and he was glad for the stone bench's presence as it gave him a chance to sit, breathe, and even change his shirt as he pulled out the towel and one of the bottles of water and sat there, softly panting and pulled off his one shirt and used the damp towel to wipe himself off to help cool down. \n\nHe had no idea he was being watched as he sat there and cooled himself off. Renna-domme was evaluating him with every passing second, deciding if he was worth her time; but when he stood up and poured a bit more of the water over his face and let it run down himself, she saw what kind of a very generous package he was hiding in his hiking shorts. \nShe let a grin slowly spread across her face.. \n\n \" This one looks.. tasty. Perhaps he is worth a few hours of enjoyment. If he can use that member in his shorts as well as I want him to.. perhaps I'll invite him to spend the weekend. Maybe longer.\" \n\nThomas didn't have long to wait, as Renna just flipped a few switches and then pulled hard on a lever and the bench he and his pack were sitting on suddenly fell apart and dumped him into a large chute that sent him on a merry slide down this way and that \n( the \"solid\" bench had put itself back together above and the large square hole he'd fallen into \"disappeared\"... all now back to normal under the shade tree to the unknowing eye ) \nUntil he and his pack went down two different slides. The next portion of the slide twisted and turned and made him roll this way and that, till he finally came to a slight upturn, and then hit something that resisted only for a second or two, before he fell out past it and down into a large pile of thick heavy pillows; there to obviously cushion his fall so as not to injure himself < that was to be HER Pleasure... > \nIn the sliding down, SOMEHOW, Thomas had lost everything.. his pack, his towel, the one bottle that still had some water and ice in it.. as he slowly got up and stood, looking around at the darkness and perking his ears to listen. The large pile of pillows was the only lit area.. and he heard nothing but himself. He started to brush himself off when he suddenly realized that not only did he lose what he had.. his clothes had also been pulled off of him.. OR he'd been pulled out of them in the twists and turns. In any case, he was standing there naked as the day he'd been born and was more then a little confused. He visibly jumped a bit when he heard in the darkness a loud *CRACK* of something.. His ears now VERY alert as he swiveled and twitched them, his nose sniffing the air to find some sort of odor that might tell him where he was. It was only a few seconds after he smelled it, did he realize he wasn't alone down here.. wherever \"here\" was. \n\nAnother sharp crack and then something came out of the darkness and wrapped itself around his neck at least four times and then he was PULLED to his knees.. as his sensitive ears heard the soft padfalls of bare feet on floor. One hand came up to grab and pull at the black woven length of what was now, obviously a very long whip of some kind; woven and smelling strongly of latex and leather, with just the faintest hint of some sort of chemical that the back of his head thought was a sign that this whip was obviously well cared for.\nEvery time he tried to pull on it to start to stand up, it was JERKED harder and after the second time, he decided he should stay on his knees.. as the padding of bare feet and the whip itself moved from one side in the darkness to the other, making him shift his position this way and that. Despite himself, the soft touch of fear of the unknown, and the situation itself had started having an effect on him.. a very obvious effect, as his horse flesh had begun to stop hanging limp and began to thicken and stiffen till it was now half waving in the air even as he was pulled around on his knees. The floor was clean and smooth, cool to his touch and when he felt a short, sharp \"tug\".. he didn't resist.. he simply started crawling after where the whip was being pulled and he was being lead. \nThe lights where the pillow pile behind him silently clicked off, as he continued to crawl as quickly as he could, soon able to get enough speed up to then shift to a standing position when he felt the whip length go slack for a moment, and even tho he was almost pulled off his feet, he padded fast and then dropped back so that the length was kept taunt, as he simply assumed that it was how it should be, and he was were he was supposed to be. The lights above him kept silently going off and on, as he'd move past one area, and into another in this seemingly long hallway ( \"tunnel ? \" ) and it was a bit easier once he was standing upright. Ahead of him he could catch a glimpse every now and then of a flash of leg or thigh, a soft yellow fur and a deceptively strong but delicate looking foot-paw.. and most of all, the swish of a thick fluffy yellow fox like tail ( very full and lush) with a white cap on the end that took up perhaps a fourth of its overall length. It was like a fluffy length of banana colored fur that had been dipped in white icing.. The most tantalizing bit of visual enjoyment came when he could also catch a glimpse of a set of beautifully firm, shapely hips and a \"peek\" of a well rounded hindcheek, as the thick tail swished back and fourth.\nMost of her body stayed hidden in the darkness ahead of them both, but Thomas wisely decided NOT to presume anything and simply keep up enough that the whip lead stayed taunt and his head was kept a bit lowered. \n He didn't mind being lead this way.. he loved the teasing view of a little look every now and then, and the visual uncertainty was all the more thrilling as he went along, so much so that his cock was ragingly hard and dripping a little pre every so often as it bobbed and swayed as he moved; by the time she did stop, Thomas nearly bumped into her backside as she ceased moving. He let the whip leash go slack and half bent his rump back as he felt his cock head bob and softly \"touch / rub\" that thick tail of hers that still swished silently back and fourth. He immediately took a step back and went to all fours, and kept his head down, hoping she didn't notice that if he'd been paying less attention, he might have just outright ran into her. \nHe stayed where he was ( and silently HOPED she wouldn't notice that .... damp spot... on her tail from his cock wiping a bit of it's precum on it..) as he felt the whip leash go tight and PULL hard on his neck as both the lights came on, and the big woman now stood to where she was facing him and one hand holding onto the handle and a bit of a coil of the excess length of the woven whip.. and the other held onto a mid point that kept the end around his neck TIGHT. \n\nRenna-Domme pulled and then walked around him, keeping the length tight.. she was just as nude as he was, and when she got behind him, she pulled only a bit, but Thomas knew what she wanted and shifted upright and then followed the pulling motion till he was almost lying half folded on his back, his face looking up at her spread legs and he could see the softly brushed shape of her womanhood and a pair of gloriously heavy, large breasts as she looked at him and allowed a soft smile to creep across her muzzle. His cock was as hard as it had ever been and stood there, still visibly dripping precum as she ran her eyes all over him. Without any warning, she uncurled the other end of the whip and kept the handle in her hand as she then shifted her arm and let the loop come down right onto his huge balls. \n Thomas immediately clenched his teeth and tightly pinched his lips shut, as his eyes winced and a single tear slipped out as the sudden sharp pain of her smacking his heavily oversized hoss balls with the rounded coil caught him somewhat by surprise. He was expecting she'd eventually get around to his cock and balls, but not QUITE like that so soon. \nHe felt her WACK him again, he wasn't sure if it was the same force or a little less or a little more.. all he could feel was again, that sharp, sudden PAIN of the stroke.. He pawed at his ankles and then gripped them hard but somehow still managed to stay on his back with his arms gripping his lower legs as he kept his mouth shut and his lips pinched tight.. \nMore tears ran down his face this time, as he whimpered in his throat at the intense pain.. But then he felt something different. \n\nRenna padded around ( still keeping the whip leash tight) and then stood beside him. One of her feet came up and started to rub and knead the flesh of his still aching, huge ballsac.. When he dared to open his tearing eyes, he saw it wasn't her foot, but was, in fact, one of her hands. She was crouching a bit and had one hand with the fully gathered coils of her whip in it and the other hand was \"inspecting\" his heavy basketball sized nuts and the STILL raging hard shaft of his cock. \n\n\".. well now.. I must say. Most often when I do this, the males and even a few herms I've allowed to grace my presence have, by now, balled up into little whimpering bundles and just won't stop making that irritating noise of begging for me to stop. But YOU didn't even yell. I expected at least that much, but you took it rather well.. which is QUITE surprising.. and you're STILL hard too. You must LIKE that kind of treatment, Don't you. To be used and abused... made into nothing more then a mere object of sexual lust and desire; To be used and then thrown aside to await when you'll be used again Hmmmmm? Does that excite you little horsey? Is that what you want me to do to you? \" \n\nThomas didn't even have time to answer, as Renna reached up and wrapped her hand around the head of his cock with her fingers both under his rim, and spread out across the top of it,as she then SQUEEZED in such a way that he nearly DID cry out in pain.. but his potential yell was actually stopped in his throat when both he and she felt and saw a thick SPLURT of his pre that squirted out past two of her fingers and then landed on his lower stomach. Thomas laid there and whimpered and huffed between his lips.. He didn't have a chance to say anything; His body had said it for him for how much this was exciting the shamelessly perverted hoss that was literally under her fingertips. Renna just let another sly smile form across her muzzle as she leaned over while still keeping ahold of both the whip leash and his cock head.. the tip of one of her fingers pressing into it and preventing any more fluid from escaping; \n\n \" I'll tell you what little hoss. I'll give you a chance. \n\nBefore he knew it, Thomas had been flipped over onto his belly and felt Renna sitting atop him, after having made him stay put and then left the whip leash around his neck and went into a side area while he waited obediently as he had been left, his mind filling with thoughts from dozens of different ways she might decide to put his body and sexual thirsts to the test. She returned with an armful of objects and then had him to raise up to his knees only long enough to unwind the whip from his neck and simply toss it in a loose coil to one side. Once done, she had him to lay on his belly and then sat down atop him and pulled both his arms together and he felt her push something into one of his hands. \nIt was about the size of a tennis ball and felt quite sticky. She made him hold onto it firmly; first with one hand, and then repeated the same strange thing with the other hand. Both hands were now gripping their own individual sticky tennis ball sized object, and that's when she started to wrap one of his hands around and around with what felt like some sort of mesh tape. He could tell it had holes in it.. small, but numerous.. as he could feel the air moving around as she wrapped his hand first and then worked her way down to past his wrist and then stopped just about in the middle of his forearm. She then picked up a new roll and started to go back up that same arm till his hand was double coated in the strangely porous mesh tape. Renna repeated the same chore with his other hand, and then the softly breathing hoss felt her pull both his wrists together and something was latched around each of them to hold them against themselves. It felt like a set of cuffs.. somewhat wide and with a thin padding on the inside, but he felt her doing something odd as she secured them. IT felt like she was turning a key of some kind in each one. \nHe wasn't quite sure what to think, but when she finished, both his hands were secured and cuffed in such a way that it would prove extremely difficult for him to get free even if he had no other bodily restraints. BUT that was going to change VERY FAST! \n\nTwo more sets of those special cuffs came into play; one set used just above each elbow to pull his arms as close together as was possible without injuring him.. and the second set was used after Renna had spent another 20 or so minutes reaching down and pulling each leg up and folding it and then binding it by wrapping more of that mesh tape from just below the knee, down to almost the ankle itself. Once both legs were wrapped to her satisfaction, she then straddled his shoulders and pulled his mane back with one hand and he felt her SMACK his balls with some sort of a wide leather strap, hard enough to make him YELL in surprise and the sudden, sharp stab of pain! The moment his mouth was open, Renna then took ahold of his upper jaw and with the other hand, she started pushing into his muzzle the biggest, heaviest feeling ballgag he'd ever had stuffed into his mouth. Once he realized what she was doing, he SHOOK his head but only enough to get her to let go of his upper jaw and then he shifted his head as far back as he could and stretched his jaws as best as he was able to.\nAt first she was obviously mad that he shook her hand away, but once she realized why he did it ( so he could open his muzzle and NOT possibly bite her by accident)... she stopped moving for a minute and smiled and stroked a cheek; \n\n \" OOHHH.. I see.. you're not trying to resist.. you're trying to be a GOOD pony aren't you... \" He looked at her and softly nodded as she decided to test him and pulled the gag that was already part of the way in his mouth. \nThomas huffed and panted a little.. then looked up at her with his head bent as far back as he could manage.. and then just opened his mouth WIDE.. When she moved to start to put the gag in-between his jaws, he was able to sneak out his tongue just fast enough to LICK one the heel of her hand and then he pulled it back in and moved his head to \"kiss' the gag and start to push himself into it as she pulled. \n Once it was nicely behind his teeth and secured beyond both jaws ( Curiously.. it didn't have ANY straps to hold it there, but it was so massive that it would take a good bit of work with his jaws straining, and his tongue pushing to actually see about getting it out... She then surprised him in that it had a single, slender strap.. one that had a special roller buckle on the back that was made to fasten to itself in a \"smooth\" means so it would not be easy to get undone, even if he had both open hands and fingers to use ) \nShe sat atop him and stroked his face for a few seconds, letting him lean his head into one of her hands, as a single tear rolled down one cheek\n\n\" OOOHH.. are you trying to convince me to take it easy on you.. is that it ?\" Thomas actually RUBBED into her hand but shook his head \" No\".. \n Renna could NOT help but GRIN her most sexually sadistic grin as she licked her lips hungirly..\n\n\".. I LIKE a pony that isn't afraid to admit what he wants.. you LIKE it rough don't you... you WANT me to USE You DON'T YOU.. TO threat you like my own personal little fuck pony.. IS that it? Is that what you crave ? \" \n\nThomas could only manage a weak muffled whimper of submission, as Renna got off of him and rolled him over onto his back and let him shift a little to get as comfy as was possible, given now, how he was secured. Renna then shifted her position and both straddled and sat on a portion of his lower chest, careful not to put too much weight on him lest she might injure him.. and reached over into her box and pulled out some sort of device that Thomas could not see what it was, because the majority of her large fluffy yellow and white tail was both rubbing and softly brushing his whole head and neck as it swished back and fourth while she did her sexually fiendish work. He felt her starting to mess with his cock and balls, and even tho he'd gotten mostly half soft while she was securing his arms and legs, the more she worked his flesh with whatever it was she had in her hands\n ( He could feel cool metal and some kind of banding, as well as what DID seem like she was lubing up a likewise sort of slender metal bar that was going to be quickly pushed into and down his cum hole.. ) \nThe more she fiddled with the device and slowly manipulated his horse flesh, the harder he got and the TIGHTER that device became. Before long, her tail left his face as she then spun around and again straddled his body, the device now feeling VERY Tight and his cock was both hard and straining.. as she smiled and looked at him as she was above him on all fours, her tail softly cuddling and now rubbing his balls and cock VERY hard; \n\n\" And NOW little pony.. now we start making sure you'll love me even more...\" \n\nThomas started to WHIMPER as he felt more of that special mesh tape pressed against his cheek as she half laid, half kneeled over him and started wrapping it around and around his muzzle, and before long, it was becoming plainly obvious, she was sealing that giant gag in place and wasn't going to stop with just wrapping his entire head and soon, his neck; \n( tho she was careful to not press too hard when she wound the tape around his neck.. she wanted him to be helpless, not kill the poor whimpering little toy she was making for herself... \n\n .... oh this was going to be such a WONDERFUL afternoon she told herself... only a bit more work and then I can enjoy him in my own SPECIAL way.. \n She glanced down her body and past an arm to see her tail rubbing on that now painfully hard looking shaft, as she glanced back at the helpless pony, licking her lips as she continued to wind and bind his head and slowly worked toward his neck; That look of absolute realization just how helpless she was GOING to make him.. \n\n If it wasn't for her own self control.. as she slid down just a bit more where her tail could still caress and stroke his balls and caged cock.. she let him feel the wetness between her thighs as she STROKED the base of his cock ; bands and all, with her damp pussy.. She LOVED how his eyes were so wide when he felt her moist folds stroking his cock base.. \n\n And this was JUST THE BEGINNING of what she was going to do to him... \n\n\n\n\n [b] ..... Very Much, To be Continued! [/b]\n\n This Delightfully kinky and domme piece was done for me by the exquisite talents of the sweet furry artist : https://inkbunny.net/raevild\n https://www.furaffinity.net/user/raevild/ \n\nThomas, the long suffering Bondage Hoss-boi and \"Domme-Renna\" are all mine; Sashi138", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Thomas had, for a while now, heard through the sexual grapevine, of a fantastically demanding, and equally sexually hot fur that had been nickname "Renna-Domme".
She was supposed to be one of the hardest to please dominants on the underground sexual circuit, and her appetites were equally legendary for both those that pleased her, and likewise those that DIS-pleased her..    Those that failed, IF they were ever seen again;  many were simply turned away as "not worth her time" and others would show up again a long long LONG time later.. their sexual spirits utterly crushed, and they simply became too "Vanilla" to be worth mentioning.

..  tho there was also rumors that a handful had failed so badly to please her, that those didn't come back at all.

Thomas was intent on meeting this strangely erotic female, for she had a reputation of being both extremely hard to please, but also, to those who DID please her, the erotic thrills, sexual nights and days and particularly the orgasms, were so devastating that those few who did make the cut, were only RARELY seen, and when they were, they NEVER talked about pleasuring their mistress.  Not out of any sort of fear of disobedience or some such, but again, according to rumor.. it was more of  " what she gives me / us, we never share and that makes it "all ours".  Thomas wanted a taste.. and he was intent on getting it.   It took him a bit of a while to find enough leads to figure out both how to contact her and see if she would at least give him a chance;   It turns out that getting a chance to meet and see her wasn't the hard part.   Making it obvious to her personal satisfaction, that you were worth her time "Was".

It took him a bit of a while to eventually find out where she lived, and once he knew that, the softly lusting hoss boi paid her a visit early one morning.  As he padded up to her door, he failed to notice that her home was slightly outside the main city limits.. it was one of the last stops only a couple of city busses went as the furthest out on those routes. It was a large home, walled and deceptively peaceful in its surroundings that marked its place somewhat off the beaten path.  He had taken most of the early morning transferring and then getting up here, and it was a moderate distance ( perhaps a bit over a mile and a third) from the nearest bus stop till he was on the short length of road that lead to the front gates of her walled home.  Finding a spot he sat on a convenient stone bench under a few likewise big trees, grateful for the shade, to rest a moment and catch his breath.  He'd made sure he brought along with him in his pack, some fresh changes of clothes, a bit of simple lunch, and a few bottles of water he'd half frozen during the night and wrapped them in a pair of thick towels so he'd not get anything else wet in his pack BUT the towel layer since he knew by the weather, that it was going to be fairly warm today.  He'd plotted out and printed a little map of how to get to her place from the last bus stop, and he was glad for the stone bench's presence as it gave him a chance to sit, breathe, and even change his shirt as he pulled out the towel and one of the bottles of water and sat there, softly panting and pulled off his one shirt and used the damp towel to wipe himself off to help cool down.

He had no idea he was being watched as he sat there and cooled himself off.   Renna-domme was evaluating him with every passing second, deciding if he was worth her time; but when he stood up and poured a bit more of the water over his face and let it run down himself, she saw what kind of a very generous package he was hiding in his hiking shorts.
She let a grin slowly spread across her face..

   "  This one looks..  tasty.   Perhaps he is worth a few hours of enjoyment.  If he can use that member in his shorts as well as I want him to.. perhaps I'll invite him to spend the weekend.    Maybe longer."

Thomas didn't have long to wait, as Renna just flipped a few switches and then pulled hard on a lever and the bench he and his pack were sitting on suddenly fell apart and dumped him into a large chute that sent him on a merry slide down this way and that
( the "solid" bench had put itself back together above and the large square hole he'd fallen into "disappeared"... all now back to normal under the shade tree to the unknowing eye )
Until he and his pack went down two different slides.  The next portion of the slide twisted and turned and made him roll this way and that, till he finally came to a slight upturn, and then hit something that resisted only for a second or two, before he fell out past it and down into a large pile of thick heavy pillows; there to obviously cushion his fall so as not to injure himself   <  that was to be HER Pleasure... >
In the sliding down, SOMEHOW, Thomas had lost everything.. his pack, his towel, the one bottle that still had some water and ice in it..  as he slowly got up and stood, looking around at the darkness and perking his ears to listen.   The large pile of pillows was the only lit area..  and he heard nothing but himself.  He started to brush himself off when he suddenly realized that not only did he lose what he had.. his clothes had also been pulled off of him..  OR he'd been pulled out of them in the twists and turns.  In any case, he was standing there naked as the day he'd been born and was more then a little confused.   He visibly jumped a bit when he heard in the darkness a loud *CRACK* of something..   His ears now VERY alert as he swiveled and twitched them, his nose sniffing the air to find some sort of odor that might tell him where he was.  It was only a few seconds after he smelled it, did he realize he wasn't alone down here..  wherever "here" was.

Another sharp crack and then something came out of the darkness and wrapped itself around his neck at least four times and then he was PULLED to his knees.. as his sensitive ears heard the soft padfalls of bare feet on floor.  One hand came up to grab and pull at the black woven length of what was now, obviously a very long whip of some kind; woven and smelling strongly of latex and leather, with just the faintest hint of some sort of chemical that the back of his head thought was a sign that this whip was obviously well cared for.
Every time he tried to pull on it to start to stand up, it was JERKED harder and after the second time, he decided he should stay on his knees.. as the padding of bare feet and the whip itself moved from one side in the darkness to the other, making him shift his position this way and that.   Despite himself, the soft touch of fear of the unknown, and the situation itself had started having an effect on him.. a very obvious effect, as his horse flesh had begun to stop hanging limp and began to thicken and stiffen till it was now half waving in the air even as he was pulled around on his knees.  The floor was clean and smooth, cool to his touch and when he felt a short, sharp "tug".. he didn't resist.. he simply started crawling after where the whip was being pulled and he was being lead.
The lights where the pillow pile behind him silently clicked off, as he continued to crawl as quickly as he could, soon able to get enough speed up to then shift to a standing position when he felt the whip length go slack for a moment, and even tho he was almost pulled off his feet, he padded fast and then dropped back so that the length was kept taunt, as he simply assumed that it was how it should be, and he was were he was supposed to be.  The lights above him kept silently going off and on, as he'd move past one area, and into another in this seemingly long hallway ( "tunnel ? " )  and it was a bit easier once he was standing upright.  Ahead of him he could catch a glimpse every now and then of a flash of leg or thigh, a soft yellow fur and a deceptively strong but delicate looking foot-paw.. and most of all, the swish of a thick fluffy yellow fox like tail ( very full and lush) with a white cap on the end that took up perhaps a fourth of its overall length.  It was like a fluffy length of banana colored fur that had been dipped in white icing..   The most tantalizing bit of visual enjoyment came when he could also catch a glimpse of a set of beautifully firm, shapely hips and a "peek" of a well rounded hindcheek, as the thick tail swished back and fourth.
Most of her body stayed hidden in the darkness ahead of them both, but Thomas wisely decided NOT to presume anything and simply keep up enough that the whip lead stayed taunt and his head was kept a bit lowered.  
 He didn't mind being lead this way.. he loved the teasing view of a little look every now and then, and the visual uncertainty was all the more thrilling as he went along, so much so that his cock was ragingly hard and dripping a little pre every so often as it bobbed and swayed as he moved; by the time she did stop, Thomas nearly bumped into her backside as she ceased moving.  He let the whip leash go slack and half bent his rump back as he felt his cock head bob and softly "touch / rub" that thick tail of hers that still swished silently back and fourth. He immediately took a step back and went to all fours, and kept his head down, hoping she didn't notice that if he'd been paying less attention, he might have just outright ran into her.
He stayed where he was  ( and silently HOPED she wouldn't notice that .... damp spot... on her tail from his cock wiping a bit of it's precum on it..)  as he felt the whip leash go tight and PULL hard on his neck as both the lights came on, and the big woman now stood to where she was facing him and one hand holding onto the handle and a bit of a coil of the excess length of the woven whip.. and the other held onto a mid point that kept the end around his neck TIGHT.  

Renna-Domme pulled and then walked around him, keeping the length tight..  she was just as nude as he was, and when she got behind him, she pulled only a bit, but Thomas knew what she wanted and shifted upright and then followed the pulling motion till he was almost lying half folded on his back, his face looking up at her spread legs and he could see the softly brushed shape of her womanhood and a pair of gloriously heavy, large breasts as she looked at him and allowed a soft smile to creep across her muzzle.   His cock was as hard as it had ever been and stood there, still visibly dripping precum as she ran her eyes all over him.   Without any warning, she uncurled the other end of the whip and kept the handle in her hand as she then shifted her arm and let the loop come down right onto his huge balls.  
 Thomas immediately clenched his teeth and tightly pinched his lips shut, as his eyes winced and a single tear slipped out as the sudden sharp pain of her smacking his heavily oversized hoss balls with the rounded coil caught him somewhat by surprise.   He was expecting she'd eventually get around to his cock and balls, but not QUITE like that so soon.
He felt her WACK him again, he wasn't sure if it was the same force or a little less or a little more.. all he could feel was again, that sharp, sudden PAIN of the stroke..  He pawed at his ankles and then gripped them hard but somehow still managed to stay on his back with his arms gripping his lower legs as he kept his mouth shut and his lips pinched tight..  
More tears ran down his face this time, as he whimpered in his throat at the intense pain..  But then he felt something different.  

Renna padded around ( still keeping the whip leash tight) and then stood beside him.  One of her feet came up and started to rub and knead the flesh of his still aching, huge ballsac..  When he dared to open his tearing eyes, he saw it wasn't her foot, but was, in fact, one of her hands.  She was crouching a bit and had one hand with the fully gathered coils of her whip in it and the other hand was "inspecting" his heavy basketball sized nuts and the STILL raging hard shaft of his cock.

".. well now.. I must say.  Most often when I do this, the males and even a few herms I've allowed to grace my presence have, by now, balled up into little whimpering bundles and just won't stop making that irritating noise of begging for me to stop.  But YOU didn't even yell.   I expected at least that much, but you took it rather well.. which is QUITE surprising.. and you're STILL hard too.    You must LIKE that kind of treatment, Don't you.   To be used and abused...  made into nothing more then a mere object of sexual lust and desire;  To be used and then thrown aside to await when you'll be used again Hmmmmm?    Does that excite you little horsey?   Is that what you want me to do to you? "

Thomas didn't even have time to answer, as Renna reached up and wrapped her hand around the head of his cock with her fingers both under his rim, and spread out across the top of it,as she then SQUEEZED in such a way that he nearly DID cry out in pain..  but his potential yell was actually stopped in his throat when both he and she felt and saw a thick SPLURT of his pre that squirted out past two of her fingers and then landed on his lower stomach.    Thomas laid there and whimpered and huffed between his lips..   He didn't have a chance to say anything;  His body had said it for him for how much this was exciting the shamelessly perverted hoss that was literally under her fingertips.   Renna just let another sly smile form across her muzzle as she leaned over while still keeping ahold of both the whip leash and his cock head..  the tip of one of her fingers pressing into it and preventing any more fluid from escaping;

   " I'll tell you what little hoss.   I'll give you a chance.

Before he knew it, Thomas had been flipped over onto his belly and felt Renna sitting atop him, after having made him stay put and then left the whip leash around his neck and went into a side area while he waited obediently as he had been left, his mind filling with thoughts from dozens of different ways she might decide to put his body and sexual thirsts to the test.    She returned with an armful of objects and then had him to raise up to his knees only long enough to unwind the whip from his neck and simply toss it in a loose coil to one side.  Once done, she had him to lay on his belly and then sat down atop him and pulled both his arms together and he felt her push something into one of his hands.  
It was about the size of a tennis ball and felt quite sticky.  She made him hold onto it firmly;  first with one hand, and then repeated the same strange thing with the other hand.  Both hands were now gripping their own individual sticky tennis ball sized object, and that's when she started to wrap one of his hands around and around with what felt like some sort of mesh tape.   He could tell it had holes in it.. small, but numerous.. as he could feel the air moving around as she wrapped his hand first and then worked her way down to past his wrist and then stopped just about in the middle of his forearm.  She then picked up a new roll and started to go back up that same arm till his hand was double coated in the strangely porous mesh tape.     Renna repeated the same chore with his other hand, and then the softly breathing hoss felt her pull both his wrists together and something was latched around each of them to hold them against themselves.  It felt like a set of cuffs.. somewhat wide and with a thin padding on the inside, but he felt her doing something odd as she secured them.    IT felt like she was turning a key of some kind in each one.    
He wasn't quite sure what to think, but when she finished, both his hands were secured and cuffed in such a way that it would prove extremely difficult for him to get free even if he had no other bodily restraints.         BUT that was going to change VERY FAST!

Two more sets of those special cuffs came into play; one set used just above each elbow to pull his arms as close together as was possible without injuring him.. and the second set was used after Renna had spent another 20 or so minutes reaching down and pulling each leg up and folding it and then binding it by wrapping more of that mesh tape from just below the knee, down to almost the ankle itself.  Once both legs were wrapped to her satisfaction, she then straddled his shoulders and pulled his mane back with one hand and he felt her SMACK his balls with some sort of a wide leather strap, hard enough to make him YELL in surprise and the sudden, sharp stab of pain!     The moment his mouth was open, Renna then took ahold of his upper jaw and with the other hand, she started pushing into his muzzle the biggest, heaviest feeling ballgag he'd ever had stuffed into his mouth.  Once he realized what she was doing, he SHOOK his head but only enough to get her to let go of his upper jaw and then he shifted his head as far back as he could and stretched his jaws as best as he was able to.
At first she was obviously mad that he shook her hand away, but once she realized why he did it ( so he could open his muzzle and NOT possibly bite her by accident)... she stopped moving for a minute and smiled and stroked a cheek;

 " OOHHH.. I see.. you're not trying to resist.. you're trying to be a GOOD pony aren't you... "   He looked at her and softly nodded as she decided to test him and pulled the gag that was already part of the way in his mouth.
Thomas huffed and panted a little.. then looked up at her with his head bent as far back as he could manage.. and then just opened his mouth WIDE..  When she moved to start to put the gag in-between his jaws, he was able to sneak out his tongue just fast enough to LICK one the heel of her hand and then he pulled it back in and moved his head to "kiss' the gag and start to push himself into it as she pulled.  
 Once it was nicely behind his teeth and secured beyond both jaws (  Curiously.. it didn't have ANY straps to hold it there, but it was so massive that it would take a good bit of work with his jaws straining, and his tongue pushing to actually see about getting it out...  She then surprised him in that it had a single, slender strap.. one that had a special roller buckle on the back that was made to fasten to itself in a "smooth" means so it would not be easy to get undone, even if he had both open hands and fingers to use )  
She sat atop him and stroked his face for a few seconds, letting him lean his head into one of her hands, as a single tear rolled down one cheek

"  OOOHH.. are you trying to convince me to take it easy on you.. is that it ?"         Thomas actually RUBBED into her hand but shook his head " No"..    
  Renna could NOT help but GRIN her most sexually sadistic grin as she licked her lips hungirly..

"..  I LIKE a pony that isn't afraid to admit what he wants..   you LIKE it rough don't you...  you WANT me to USE You DON'T YOU..  TO threat you like my own personal little fuck pony..  IS that it?  Is that what you crave ? "

Thomas could only manage a weak muffled whimper of submission, as Renna got off of him and rolled him over onto his back and let him shift a little to get as comfy as was possible, given now, how he was secured.    Renna then shifted her position and both straddled and sat on a portion of his lower chest, careful not to put too much weight on him lest she might injure him.. and reached over into her box and pulled out some sort of device that Thomas could not see what it was, because the majority of her large fluffy yellow and white tail was both rubbing and softly brushing his whole head and neck as it swished back and fourth while she did her sexually fiendish work.    He felt her starting to mess with his cock and balls, and even tho he'd gotten mostly half soft while she was securing his arms and legs, the more she worked his flesh with whatever it was she had in her hands
  ( He could feel cool metal and some kind of banding, as well as what DID seem like she was lubing up a likewise sort of slender metal bar that was going to be quickly pushed into and down his cum hole.. )
The more she fiddled with the device and slowly manipulated his horse flesh, the harder he got and the TIGHTER that device became.  Before long, her tail left his face as she then spun around and again straddled his body, the device now feeling VERY Tight and his cock was both hard and straining.. as she smiled and looked at him as she was above him on all fours, her tail softly cuddling and now rubbing his balls and cock VERY hard;

"  And NOW little pony..  now we start making sure you'll love me even more..."

Thomas started to WHIMPER as he felt more of that special mesh tape pressed against his cheek as she half laid, half kneeled over him and started wrapping it around and around his muzzle, and before long, it was becoming plainly obvious, she was sealing that giant gag in place and wasn't going to stop with just wrapping his entire head and soon, his neck;
(  tho she was careful to not press too hard when she wound the tape around his neck.. she wanted him to be helpless, not kill the poor whimpering little toy she was making for herself...  

   .... oh this was going to be such a WONDERFUL afternoon she told herself...   only a bit more work and then I can enjoy him in my own SPECIAL way..  
 She glanced down her body and past an arm to see her tail rubbing on that now painfully hard looking shaft, as she glanced back at the helpless pony, licking her lips as she continued to wind and bind his head and slowly worked toward his neck;    That look of absolute realization just how helpless she was GOING to make him..

  If it wasn't for her own self control..    as she slid down just a bit more where her tail could still caress and stroke his balls and caged cock..  she let him feel the wetness between her thighs as she STROKED the base of his cock ;  bands and all, with her damp pussy..    She LOVED how his eyes were so wide when he felt her moist folds stroking his cock base..

  And this was JUST THE BEGINNING of what she was going to do to him...  




   .....  Very Much, To be  Continued!

 This Delightfully kinky and domme piece was done for me by the exquisite talents of the sweet furry artist :  https://inkbunny.net/raevild
 https://www.furaffinity.net/user/raevild/  

Thomas, the long suffering Bondage Hoss-boi and "Domme-Renna"  are all mine;   Sashi138", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Thomas Meets Renna-Domme -01", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "3", "type_name": "Picture Series", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "235" }